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RZA

Koto Chotan

 

Koto Chotan

(Album: Birth Of A Prince - 2003)


"Koto... Chotan..."

[RZA]
Yo, yo, Ruler Zig-Zag-Zag Allah, I'm not renegging
I don't fuck with dead pigeons or the pigskin
You fucking fake 85% snake
Derelict ass bitch, your class in dead weight
Ain't no fire escape from hell, every devil ain't pale
I blast like H.G. Wells: "War of the Worlds"
Allah is Lord of all, you sure to fall
Collapse like the Berlin Wall, while I'm just hurling ya'll
Lighting bolts by writing quotes
Striking jolts that frightening to adults
A to Zig-Zag you get smacked, all in a shitbag
Bust like the spermbag, because your germ had
You on some ol' fake thug shit
Drunk from the drink, gassed up by the drug shit
Wrong analysis: kidney shot cause dialysis
While the Gods rebuilding Jerusalem, golden palaces
Babes in Wonderland wondering where the fuck Alice is
While you're jerking your dick catching mad callouses
Slave labor steel driving like John Henry
Laying down underground tracks for nine pennies

[Masta Killa]
Huh, get you amped off the anthem
Yeah, I get you amped off the uh...
Yeah, look, another smash hit
My niggas from the Boulevard
East New York Squad in the yard getting ripped, at least 24 a clip
A 100 men stomping your face the wolves barking
Careful, you might get trampled, caught flashing
Wrap him in the masking tape, Jimmy Baskin
Murder was the case when the crowd break fool
Iron Mic Duel, held down by the poolside
Along came a spider spun spools in the cipher
Swing with all your might, lead spray from the sawed-off pipe
Stenographer type, the ghetto hype slang
Flow like water off the brim in the rain
No escaping, Iron Maiden, check mating
Grandmaster Flash spinnin, P.F. cutting
The sticky Ave. gooey, roll in the frontal leaf
Jamel Irief smash teef in be

[Tash Mahagony]
Some people lyrics ain't hot
My delivery is ill on the mic and I rock
So hot, this stage should be a stainless steel pot
Leaving burning pains Neosporin couldn't stop
On cats who couldn't rock
Would shook 'cause I drop 'em
Fear is a probelm in this game if you got 'em
My mic I carry the heat for rappers playing possum
'Fraid that I'm a see 'em, spit a rhyme, lyrically drop 'em
Just to say I got 'em, but it's realer than that
I'm about more that what you see and what I speak in my rap
So be conscious of that
Grand told you, "Watch the quiet ones, you didn't get it?"
You think that you could rip a chick who spit her lyrics
Pretty rhymes so tight my lyrics did it
Got you open and it worked it and you won't admit it
Hoping that we both forget it
These ain't no one night stand lyrics, I'm never really finished
Got you ducking, trying to pivot, beware
Next time, come wit' it

"Koto... Chotan..."

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